As James, Sarah and Lina tore through the winding streets, the city lights blurred into streaks of orange and white in the night, a stolen vehicle humming softly in the background. A silence hung in the car that was heavy with unexpressed fears and unasked questions.
In the backseat, Lina was pale but tough, clutching a tiny flash drive she managed to hide even while they captured her. James glanced at her in the rearview mirror, jaw tight.
“You okay?” he asked, concern in his voice even a little low.
Lina nodded, though the weariness glimmering in her eyes gave her away. “I’m fine. We don’t have time to think about me. What is on this drive is more key.”
Sarah glanced over the passenger seat, her eyes narrow. “What did you find?”
Lina took a deep breath. “Karpov isn’t going after gov
